Courtyard House: Why is my time-travel experience so shabby?

At one o'clock in the morning, the night was as dark as water, and the Sai Wan Night Market had become noticeably deserted.

Most of the stalls had already closed down by now, and the drunkards and the people looking for fun were staggering back home with satisfaction.

After all, it was only 1968, and the habit of staying up late had not yet formed, and most people had to work hard to make a living the next day.

As for the barbecue stall where Du Weiguo and his friends were drinking, although the lights were still on, the owner and his wife had begun to pack up their things quietly.

At this time, it is unlikely that new customers will come.

However, they met Du Weiguo, a wealthy customer who spent money lavishly, tonight and earned more than half a month's profit, so they were smiling from ear to ear and would not complain even if they stayed up all night.

At the wine table, Du Weiguo and Qi Liang sat opposite each other. Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was a little solemn.

Although Qi Liang's experience in the martial arts world was a little shallow and he was a bit rash, he was not stupid and he could hear the trap hidden in Du Weiguo's question.

His damn old father is now in Taiwan, and he is a colonel in office.

And what about Du Weiguo? His background was not a secret. He was from the Special Service Division of the Forty-Nine City, and his position was naturally opposite to that of his dead father.

If he continues to go to Taiwan to look for his relatives, sooner or later he will be on the opposite side of Du Weiguo.

Since they are bound to become an enemy to the death, the right thing to do is to kill them in advance and nip the risk in the bud.

However, his dead father is the only person he can turn to outside the inland, and also his only remaining relative.

Even if Qi Liang was willing to take the initiative to cut off the relationship, this blood relationship between close relatives was so close that it could not be severed just by saying so.

Besides, he had tried this kind of thing repeatedly in the north half a year ago, but it was completely useless and no one would believe it.

Thinking of this, Qi Liang broke out in a cold sweat on his back and subconsciously raised his head to glance at Du Weiguo.

At this moment, Du Weiguo had a cigarette in his mouth. His face was hidden behind the curling smoke, and his expression seemed a little vague and his emotions could not be seen.

But his eyes were like two sharp knives with flashing cold light, piercing straight into the soul.

"Gurgle~" Qi Liang swallowed subconsciously, feeling even more frightened, and quickly lowered his head.

Du Weiguo looked at his watch. It was already very late and Azhi was still waiting for him at home. He must be very anxious now.

"What? Is this question difficult to answer?" He knocked on the table and urged impatiently.

"No, it's not difficult."

Qi Liang trembled all over, but he was also a man of steel. He gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

"My original plan was to go to Taiwan to look for my damned father."

Upon hearing this, a cold light flashed across Du Weiguo's eyes, but Qi Liang endured his cold gaze and continued to speak:

“However, when I was only three years old, he abandoned his wife and children and fled to Taiwan alone. I didn’t even know what he looked like, and I had no feelings for him at all.

To be honest, I hate him. If I had a choice, I would rather he was dead. In this way, my mother, my grandmother, and my uncle would not die, and I would not have to suffer so much! "

Qi Liang's words were sincere and his reasons were very sufficient and tenable.

However, Du Weiguo's expression remained unchanged. He exhaled smoke, extinguished the cigarette butt, and said calmly:

"so what?"

Qi Liang mustered up his courage, looked Du Weiguo in the eye, and said word by word:

"Master Sha Shen, I know you are a real hero, a real hero, and I have also heard about the things you have done, which are only done by a real man.

I want to follow you! Please accept me. Although my ability is average, I will work hard. If you point east, I will never go west. "

"Follow me?" Du Weiguo's mouth curled up slightly, and he asked in a joking tone:

"What will you do if someone from Taiwan finds you in the future?"

"I swear, I will kill them!" Qi Liang replied firmly.

Du Weiguo continued to ask without pause: "What if it was your father who came to you personally? How would you deal with it?"

"I, I~"

Qi Liang's expression froze and he was stuck for a moment. No matter how cruel he was, he could never do such a thing as killing his father.

"Not bad." Du Weiguo smiled, a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes, and he reached out and patted Qi Liang on the shoulder:

"If you had answered that you wanted to kill your father, I wouldn't have dared to let you live."

Du Weiguo was not talking nonsense. If Qi Liang had agreed to kill his father without hesitation, he would definitely take action and kill the beast on the spot.

If what he said was true, he would kill even his own father in order to save his life. Such a heartless beast would sooner or later take action against him.

If it is a lie, then it is just procrastination and evasion. Such a scheming guy will sooner or later betray him for one reason or another.

Du Weiguo stood up and gave him a cigarette:

"Qi Liang, you are unlucky to have met me. You can't go to Wandao anymore, and you can't recognize your relatives anymore. You only have two choices now, either follow me or die."

Qi Liang took the cigarette with both hands respectfully, and after thinking about it, he said solemnly:

"I understand, Lord Shashen. I am willing to tell you the truth. If I had a choice, I really don't want to go to Wandao, let alone recognize him."

He lit a cigarette, exhaled the smoke and added:

"I hate him. Although I can't kill him myself, I sincerely hope he dies, preferably right now!"

"Yeah." Du Weiguo nodded, agreeing with what he said:

"Okay, it's getting late, let's leave. By the way, you have nowhere to go now, right? I'll arrange a place for you to stay first."

A moment later, Wan Chai, Central.

On the road not far from the sea view elevator apartment where Du Weiguo once lived, he sat in a semi-new Toyota car, took out a satellite phone, and dialed a number.

The phone rang for a long time before someone picked up it. A tired and angry male voice came from the other end of the receiver. He was obviously woken up and was in a bad mood.

"Who?"

"Rick, it's me." Du Weiguo said lightly.

"Sir, you're back to Hong Kong Island!"

Rick's voice instantly became clear, and the sound he made when he suddenly sat up could be heard over the phone.

He was indeed very excited. Hong Kong Island had been in chaos recently, and as the head of the Sixth Department, Rick had been putting out fires all day long and was already exhausted.

Du Weiguo calculated the time and denied it: "No, I'm not in Hong Kong Island, but it's not too far away. I will be back soon."

Since last month, MI6 has gained exclusive use of a spy satellite, and has been able to conduct communications within and even across continents.

Therefore, Rick did not doubt him:

"Sir, when will you return to Hong Kong? Do you need me to pick you up at the airport?"

"Need not."

"So what do you need me to do?"

Rick knew that Du Weiguo would not speak without a purpose, and would not call him to chat in the middle of the night.

"Is Nim still in Hong Kong Island?"

When Rick heard this question, his voice was obviously a little fluctuating, but he still answered honestly:

"Yes, he is here. He is currently training Makimura Yukihide and others with Sergei." "Okay, tell Nim to go to Taiwan immediately and go to Tainan to find an active-duty colonel named Zheng Shaodong."

Of course, Rick knew that this was not the entire order. He did not ask any questions, but waited quietly for Du Weiguo to continue.

Sure enough, the next second, Du Weiguo said coldly:

"After finding the person, kill him by accident to make it clean. Also check if he has any other family members. If so, get rid of them as well."

Zheng Shaodong is Qi Liang’s dead father. Du Weiguo is now as hard-hearted as iron. Since he plans to use him, he must of course eliminate future troubles in advance.

Before, Lao Lei’s decision had been a thorn in his heart that was difficult to remove, and he wanted to completely put an end to Qi Liang’s thoughts.

"understood."

On the other end of the phone, Rick replied in a deep voice, and the jealousy and dissatisfaction that had just arisen in his heart disappeared in an instant, and he even felt a little relieved.

This is not an easy job at all, but a hot potato.

Damn, you have to look at the owner before you beat the dog. Assassinating an active colonel in Taiwan is equivalent to slapping Citibank in the face in disguise.

Du Weiguo also thought so. The reason why he chose Nim was, firstly, because the CIA had great influence in Hong Kong Island, and secondly, to force him to submit a letter of allegiance.

To this day, although Du Weiguo cannot be said to be an old silver coin with all the foresight, he has learned the basic tactics quite well.

"Rick, this mission needs to be kept secret. Don't let anyone else know except the three of us."

"I see, Mr. Wesley, Hong Kong Island recently~~"

Rick wanted to take the opportunity to report on the current situation in Hong Kong Island, but a beeping tone came from the microphone. Du Weiguo had already hung up the phone.

Putting away the phone and flicking away the cigarette butt, Du Weiguo started the car. After driving a few blocks, the car slowly stopped, but he disappeared.

At 3: in the morning, the sky was already slightly brighter. When Du Weiguo returned to the villa near the University of Hong Kong, a small table lamp was still on in the living room.

Under the dim light, Azhi was curled up on the single sofa like a kitten.

She fell asleep, but her arms were folded across her chest, her brows were tightly furrowed, and there were even faint traces of tears under her eyes. She looked so pitiful that it made people feel particularly sympathetic.

Du Weiguo did not wake her up. Instead, he leaned against the wall, lit a cigarette, and looked at the little girl with pity.

"Hu~" He let out a long puff of smoke, feeling a little guilty in his heart.

He could only stay with Azhi for one day at most. He had too many things to do and there were too many women around him. He was unable to handle them all. Azhi was destined not to receive much love.

I'm afraid that the opportunities we will meet in the future will become fewer and fewer.

Ah Zhi seemed to smell smoke while she was sleeping. She sniffed first, then suddenly opened her eyes.

"Sir, are you back?"

She suddenly turned over and sat up, her voice full of surprise, and her eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky, shining brightly.

"Well, I'm sorry, Ah Zhi, I woke you up."

Du Weiguo put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray with some apology.

"No, no." Azhi waved his hands quickly.

"I was woken up by the cold, sir. I cooked some hawthorn, sour plum and barley soup in the kitchen. It can help digestion. I'll serve it to you."

Du Weiguo smiled, and his rock-hard heart was deeply warmed.

No need to ask, it must be that Azhi saw him eating so much at the night market and was afraid that he would be too full, so he carefully made him some food-digesting soup.

"Thank you, Ah Zhi. My stomach is really bloated. Please help me get a bowl."

Although Du Weiguo didn't feel full at all, he would not refuse Azhi's kindness, so he rubbed his belly and said hypocritically.

A moment later, it was already dawn. After drinking half a pot of sour soup, Du Weiguo burped and returned to bed with Azhi in his arms.

He patted Ah Zhi's shoulder gently and said lovingly:

"Azhi, you've been busy for most of the night, you must be exhausted, right? Go to sleep quickly."

"Sir, I'm not tired."

Ah Zhi blinked her big watery eyes and pulled the quilt up to her neck. She blushed and said in a whisper:

"Sir, I am well now and can serve you."

Du Weiguo was slightly startled, and after he reacted, he looked at her jokingly and teased her intentionally.

"Ah Zhi, are you able to serve me, or do you want to serve me?"

Upon hearing the rude words, Ah Zhi's face turned even redder with shame, even her ears were red. She covered half of her face with the quilt, stammering and unable to speak.

Seeing her like this, Du Weiguo smiled wickedly and said jokingly, "Azhi, you tell me something."

"I, I thought about it." Azhi said in a barely audible voice, trembling.

"Hahaha!"

Du Weiguo laughed out loud, picked her up, and pulled her clothes with his big hands, revealing her white jade skin.

There was a night of dancing of fishes and dragons, but I won’t go into details about that.

The next day, around noon, Azhi slowly woke up, but she searched the house and outside but couldn't find Du Weiguo.

He had left as completely as he had come.

On the coffee table in the living room, there were several stacks of banknotes, including US dollars and Hong Kong dollars. This money was enough for Ah Zhi to live a life of luxury.

There was a note under the banknote, with only one sentence written in fancy writing:

"Azhi, eat well and don't save money. When you gain five kilograms, I will come back."

Holding the note against her heart, Ah Zhi burst into tears. She knew in her heart that Du Weiguo would not appear again for a very long time.

At this moment, Kowloon District, Kai Tak Airport.

As soon as Miss Hu and Lin Jiaojiao got off the plane, they saw Du Weiguo leaning against a Land Rover, looking at them with a smile on his face.

"Du kid, how did you get here? You're even faster than us. Weren't you still in Saint Georgetown the day before yesterday or the day before yesterday? There's more than 10,000 kilometers between us."

Lin Jiaojiao was an impatient person and couldn't keep things to herself, so she ran up to him and asked loudly.

"Hey~"

Du Weiguo chuckled and gave the reason he had prepared long ago:

"You guys were on a civilian plane, which has a slower speed and a shorter range. I came back on a supersonic fighter jet, so of course it's faster than you."

The reason why Du Weiguo chose to appear in public, ignoring the risk of exposing his teleportation, was the same as his decision to detonate the Big Pineapple in Tianzhu.

He wanted to flex his muscles once again, further increase his deterrence, and make sure no one could figure out his cards, sparking endless speculation.

Sure enough, within a quarter of an hour, the news of his open appearance in Hong Kong Island was transmitted to the whole world via telegram and placed on the desks of all qualified bosses.

A single stone caused a thousand waves, and everyone was stunned. (End of this chapter)